[ someone has to safe the medic. she swore an oath to protect those that cannot protect themselves, to be the shield.
their circumstances change none of that. (that, and she's sick and tired of doing nothing, of living a civilian life, or something far closer to it than she's ever done before.) ]
I don't approve of this plan. It's mad, and so are you.
[ no time to confront her in person and have a strop, but he wants that out there right now. fitz still recalls the broken state of bobbi after ward's violence, the memory bearing down on him now.
hunter would kill him for this. bobbi is capable and strong, undoubtedly — but human, as fallible as the rest of them. ]
I'll see you later. Don't make me say I told you so.
[ caught in the space between pissed and terrified, all he can down is choke it out and straighten his sleeves, allowing some of his other self's coldness to smooth his sharp edges. ]
[ and switching notifications off on all channels but the strike team's, out of necessity. he has to focus, despite the pre-existing clutter in his head. there isn't room for anything else. ]
[ fitz disappears for an hour at the least, getting back to her message long after she sent it. his ID flickers back online as his team traverses the tunnels. ]
on the one hand, thank god. and on the other, dick marks yet another person with the potential to blame him for withholding bobbi's secret. he doesn't regret standing by her, never will, but he admittedly thought the consequences would be further off than this. ]
So he does. What's your status?
[ her health and operation trajectory, he means. ]
Good. I'll be doing the same. Seeing off Patil, then meeting with Stephen.
[ he doesn't say that he nearly died, throttled until ribs cracked and the subsequent desperation led to spectacular violence. doesn't mention, either, that he violated his own order to stun, not kill, and told others to do the same. or that he put cain and the lot of them at risk 'cause he thought the mission was worth any potential cost.
maybe another time, if deigns to regret any of those choices. ]
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[ she's got these powers. if anyone can, it's her. ]
if nothing else, it'll give me an edge
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and if she dies, no one will be there to retrieve the body. ]
You've never used your powers in a situation of this caliber.
That edge could be seconds, and that's not enough.
Don't die out there.
[ Hunter said that to him, when he went under cryo-freeze. ]
Just don't.
[ don't do this don't go it alone don't ]
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their circumstances change none of that. (that, and she's sick and tired of doing nothing, of living a civilian life, or something far closer to it than she's ever done before.) ]
i won't
i won't, fitz
so don't you dare die, either
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It's mad, and so are you.
[ no time to confront her in person and have a strop, but he wants that out there right now. fitz still recalls the broken state of bobbi after ward's violence, the memory bearing down on him now.
hunter would kill him for this. bobbi is capable and strong, undoubtedly — but human, as fallible as the rest of them. ]
I'll see you later.
Don't make me say I told you so.
[ caught in the space between pissed and terrified, all he can down is choke it out and straighten his sleeves, allowing some of his other self's coldness to smooth his sharp edges. ]
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but it'll work
[ she's got her powers, she's got the batons, she's been keeping herself in shape. she's got all the advantages she can possibly have.
and hunter isn't here, but if he were, she'd like to think he'd be right by her side. ]
keep checking in, okay
and i'll do the same
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Okay.
Moving out.
[ and switching notifications off on all channels but the strike team's, out of necessity. he has to focus, despite the pre-existing clutter in his head. there isn't room for anything else. ]
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[ radio silence for a while. then, eventually: ]
on site
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Update?
Target acquired. All stable.
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my powers don't work against una soldiers
stand by
[ and then nothing for a while ]
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update
update
update
update
bobbi
update
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medic secured
i'm all right
the batons are great
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[ jesus fucking christ. ]
Don't ever do it again.
What happened?
[ GIVE HIM MORE THAN THAT HIS HEART CAN'T TAKE IT ]
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so he knows now
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on the one hand, thank god. and on the other, dick marks yet another person with the potential to blame him for withholding bobbi's secret. he doesn't regret standing by her, never will, but he admittedly thought the consequences would be further off than this. ]
So he does.
What's your status?
[ her health and operation trajectory, he means. ]
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[ dick knowing, that is. ]
some bruises [ including ribs that could probably use some rest, but it's not too bad yet and nothing's broken, so she's good to keep going. ]
i said i'd help with first aid, so the next stop's one of the safehouses
[ except she'll decide to save jughead on the way and blow her cover again, nbd ]
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Good. I'll be doing the same.
Seeing off Patil, then meeting with Stephen.
[ he doesn't say that he nearly died, throttled until ribs cracked and the subsequent desperation led to spectacular violence. doesn't mention, either, that he violated his own order to stun, not kill, and told others to do the same. or that he put cain and the lot of them at risk 'cause he thought the mission was worth any potential cost.
maybe another time, if deigns to regret any of those choices. ]
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good
stay in contact
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I'll be going offline for critical aid.
[ can't afford to be distracted with his hands in someone's guts, eh. ]
But I'll update you in-between.
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stay safe
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